Stolen, Found, Stolen

Here’s the next episode of last week’s nail biter of a post: Greg and Deb get their two newspaper boxes stolen! Not quite a federal offense. Getting anything stolen , no matter how seemingly inconsequential, can be unnerving though. Plus, as our readers may know, we love our papers, dinosaurs that we are. They’re tactile, offer an amazing amt. of info without searching all over the web or getting eyefreeze, etc. etc. Plus we appreciate the time, money and effort it takes to put them out, sending their reporters all over the world.
Anyway, the perp(s) had to go to some trouble, since the 2 metal poles were dug in pretty well and covered around w/ rocks. Well, not da end of da world after all, but we notified Curt Martinez our local police chief just to see if there was a rash of similar in our neighborhood. Then lo and behold Greg then found them in the field opposite the boxes, near the road a few days later.
So he put them in again, extra deep with extra rocks, and it was like, yea! One less thing to hassle. Two days later, oops, they’re gone again. Now this was intimidating. Someone was trying to make a point. After all, our mailbox was unmolested, after four past smash-ups over the yrs. which we replaced without reporting. Hmmm, maybe it was the online dept. of the Inquirer and the DLN to discourage us LOL. So we emailed Curt and he wanted us to make a report and sent a nice young officer, Adam, over for us to do so. It seemed like overkill, but then if something else happens, like someone steals our driveway, we’ll have a record. Kudos to Curt and Adam for taking our concern seriously though it was minor. It made us feel that they are here to serve and protect for any eventuality. Since we have no known enemies Greg suggested to the officer that recently we had discovered an illegal deer blind and camping chair at the edge of our property near the Rez, which Greg dismantled. Turns out the township police had busted someone for illegally hunting in that area already. So that may have been a connection to our mystery. As the band Jethro Tull so memorably said many years ago, “Nothing is easy.” Or, as Greg and Deb like to say, “this is action in the country.”


